Pokémon the Dream: Eevee's Journey of Change

The days that followed were peaceful. Donald cooked every day, while Katie went out hunting for food.

"Food is an essential necessity for all living species."

Donald muttered softly.

In this fantasy world of Pokémon, there is a unique food culture——

That is the delicacy cooked with Pokémon as ingredients.

Take pineapple bun for example. If there is no pineapple in it, can it still be called pineapple bun?

Today, Growlithe successfully captured a Pokémon named Bellsprout.

So the question is, is the trumpet sprout an animal or a plant?

If we look at it from the perspective of Pokémon alone, perhaps it should be classified as an animal.

However, judging by its living habits, it is actually more like a plant.

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"Katie, can you find its trail?"

Donald called the Katie and let it sniff the scent of prey around.

I don’t know if there will still be any residual smell after such a long time.

After sniffing for a while, the Katie started barking "woof woof woof".

As if to express "I have found it".

The Katie's sense of smell is far superior to that of ordinary dogs.

As long as there is even the slightest smell, it will be able to find it accurately.

It is precisely because the Catdog has such outstanding tracking ability that it has become the leader in the police dog team.

Following in the footsteps of Katie, Donald quickly moved through the woods and launched a comprehensive and detailed search.

After about half an hour of effort, they finally succeeded in capturing the figure of the trumpet bud in a patch of grass not far away.

"Haha, we finally found our lunch, Catwoman, you're awesome!"

Donald was generous in his praise for Cathy.

In the dense grass, Donald saw a distinctive trumpet bud.

Its head is a bright yellow hue, paired with a pair of small and cute black eyes and the slender rhizome, making it particularly eye-catching.

"Get ready, Growlithe, unleash a small fire skill."

Donald gave the order decisively.

The so-called small flame is actually a kind of attack method similar to spitting fireballs.

Surprisingly, after following Donald, Katie seems to have gained even stronger support.

Its strength has surpassed most of the same type of evolved bodies.

When Growlithe performs a Small Fire skill, one might even call it a Large Fire.

This huge fireball, with a diameter of one meter, is so powerful that even ordinary fire elves would be amazed by it.

Any grass-type Pokémon that is hit by such a huge fireball will inevitably suffer extremely serious damage.

A small flame instantly killed an ordinary trumpet sprout, which was directly made into a hot dish by Growlithe on the spot.

"Well done, Katie!"

Donald touched Katie's head and said happily.

"Wang"

The Growlithe pounced on the Trumpetbud nimbly, using its limbs to exert force and rushing towards the target quickly and accurately like an arrow shot from a bow.

Its sharp claws stretched out like lightning, grabbed the trumpet bud's head tightly, and then pulled it hard!

With this pull, Caterpillar used all its strength, as if trying to lift the bud directly from the ground.

The trumpet bud looked extremely weak at this moment, its body hanging limply in the air without any sign of struggle.

It neither screamed nor made any violent resistance. It just seemed to have lost its vitality and silently let the Growlithe do whatever it wanted.

Katie holds a trumpet bud in her mouth and seeks praise from Donald.

"Ibrahimovic, look, I'm awesome!"

Caterpillar turned its head proudly to look at Eevee, its tail wagging happily, as if showing off its victory to Eevee.

At this time, it has already restrained its own breath.

It looks like an innocent and non-threatening puppy.

He used to be righteous.

Now he is attacking the elves

Donald couldn't help but curse in his heart:

"Oh no, this Katie has only been with me for a few days.

It was originally innocent and passionate, but it has been influenced by me and has become so cunning!"

When I am cunning, that means I am smart. When Catwoman is cunning, that means I am scary.

He thought to himself that it was hard to imagine.

What would it look like if Caterpie really maxed out the "Old Six" attribute...

That scene would probably be quite terrifying!

Donald felt that he could already begin to mourn in advance for the future enemies of Caterpie.

This black-bellied white lotus is really a bit scary.